The Spoiled Little Beauty is Always Abusing the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration] 16

Chapter 16: The Spoiled Villain in a Period Novel 16

The object had a slightly hard shell.

It was a red envelope.

It dawned on Xu Nongqing that Shu He had given him a red envelope.

He stood there without moving, still allowing Shu He to pin him against the wall behind him. Only his dark eyes lowered slightly, gazing at the pale, cool hand of the boy in his own large palm.

Shu He didn’t let go of him.

So he curled his fingers slightly, tentatively trying to hold Shu He’s hand. The hand, which had never touched spring water, didn’t struggle and was gradually clasped in his scorching palm, their skin inseparable.

“Why did you think to give me this?” Xu Nongqing’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he heard himself ask Shu He in a somewhat hoarse voice.

His dark eyes were filled with Shu He.

This was the question Shu He wanted.

He had his lines prepared. Hearing this, he immediately lifted his face to look at Xu Nongqing, feigning dissatisfaction with a light snort, and said, “It’s not from me.”

Xu Nongqing looked at him silently.

“It’s from my parents.”

Shu He was trying to curry favor with the protagonist for his parents, so that they wouldn’t be hated by the avenging Dragon King in the future. “My parents know I’ve been staying at your place and they admire you very much. They insisted on giving you a red envelope.”

“I told them not to, but they insisted. Hmph, I don’t know what’s so admirable about you. You’re not ambitious, you’re so, so poor. You’re only…”

Shu He glanced at Xu Nongqing. “You’re only a little good-looking. But can good looks be eaten? A man with no ambition is useless. You can’t even get a wife. If it were me, I wouldn’t give you a red envelope. Hmph, let go of me.”

Only after he finished speaking did he realize that Xu Nongqing was holding his hand in his palm, and his grip was gradually tightening.

Shu He’s heart fluttered with a little panic, afraid that he would get angry and bully him.

So he struggled even more, his long, curled lashes lowered, not daring to meet the protagonist’s eyes.

Suddenly, Xu Nongqing’s voice came from above his head. “Yes, you’re right.”

He actually admitted it.

Surprise momentarily overcame his nervousness. Shu He instinctively lifted his almond eyes, unable to believe that Xu Nongqing would agree with him.

There was no anger on Xu Nongqing’s face.

None of the fury he had imagined, nor any intention of bullying him.

He just looked at him quietly. Shu He saw his own small figure reflected in those dark eyes.

It was as if they could only hold him.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. Shu He opened his mouth, about to say “then it’s good that you know,” when he heard Xu Nongqing say again, “What can money solve?”

This was perhaps the first mental barrier the protagonist needed to break on his path to rising.

In his confusion, Shu He suddenly realized what the system had said before: the world had collapsed, and a big reason why the protagonist had no ambition was that he couldn’t find the meaning of striving.

So the little villain had to list the benefits of having money for the protagonist.

That was easy.

Shu He could already see himself completing the mission. His almond eyes sparkled, and he said, as if unintentionally, “There are so many. With money, you can buy whatever you want. With money, you don’t have to knit your own scarves. You can also improve your family’s living conditions, like me, changing clothes three times a day without repeating. You can also travel everywhere… the world is so big. Of course, the most important thing is, with money, you can get revenge on all the bad people who have stepped on you.”

At this point, Shu He pretended to have let it slip, as if he didn’t want to remind Xu Nongqing that he could also seek revenge, and immediately fell silent.

But his acting was so clumsy.

He was trying to act nonchalant, but his round eyes kept darting to Xu Nongqing’s expression, like a cat wagging its tail and preparing to attack from behind a corner.

Dazed and cute.

Xu Nongqing didn’t comment on his words.

He asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, “Can money get you a wife?”

Shu He nodded instantly. “Yes! I believe your future wife won’t like a poor man with no ambition either.”

Xu Nongqing looked at him closely, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he said, “Mm, I understand.”

Shu He really didn’t like a poor man like him.

So.

Seeing that the protagonist had finally taken his words to heart, Shu He was so happy he wanted to jump into his fluffy parents’ tails and roll around. But his parents weren’t in this world, so he could only try his best to stay calm.

Midnight.

The fireworks outside went off on time with a bang. Shu He was so scared he hid in Xu Nongqing’s arms, not noticing the man’s hand wrapping around his waist.

“So loud.” Shu He covered his ears. “When will it be over?”

Xu Nongqing: “What?”

The fireworks were very loud, one after another. Shu He could only lean close to Xu Nongqing’s ear and also raise his soft voice to ask him when the fireworks would end.

The hand on Shu He’s waist tightened a little. The soft, rich scent of the other person lingered in his breath.

After a long moment, he said in a low voice, “One in the morning.”

“So long.” Shu He mumbled. “I have to get up early tomorrow…”

He broke free from Xu Nongqing’s hand and went to the window to watch the fireworks. Xu Nongqing wouldn’t let him watch outside, saying the wind was strong.

He didn’t even know why the protagonist cared about these things for the villain.

Shu He thought strangely, feeling a tug on the corner of his clothes. He turned his head. The colorful fireworks occasionally cast a little light and shadow on his face.

Xu Nongqing was standing next to him.

Not looking at the fireworks, but at him.

Shu He thought he had something to say, perhaps about being ambitious. He had his lines ready, but he waited for more than ten seconds, and the tall man in front of him didn’t say a word.

This time, Shu He saw himself in those dark eyes again.

He lowered his head and went back to watching the fireworks.

Actually, there was still a bit of indescribable confusion in his heart. This confusion was like when he was little and discovered that his parents had eight legs, while he only had two.

*

The next day, Shu He woke up early.

After getting dressed, he opened his suitcase and took out cash to put in a red envelope.

His parents had forgotten to send him red envelopes.

When they heard he was going to give Xu Nongqing a red envelope, they just sent a thick stack of cash. And Shu He, with no experience, had also forgotten to ask for red envelopes. He had to go to Wang Wanwan, the only person he was somewhat familiar with, to ask for some at the last minute.

Wang Wanwan gave him several red envelope shells at once and also gave him potato chips, which were delicious.

Shu He planned to give Wang Wanwan a red envelope as a thank you.

After filling it, just as Shu He was about to go out, he saw Xu Nongqing leaning against the wall, his gaze traveling down to the red envelope in his hand.

His tone was a little faint. “Who is that for?”

“Wang Wanwan.”

Shu He left in a hurry.

The weather had been bad recently, sometimes snowing, sometimes raining. He was afraid it would snow if he was late.

So he didn’t notice the darkening of Xu Nongqing’s eyes when he mentioned Wang Wanwan.

*

The wind was strong outside. Wang Zhi was clearing snow on the roadside with a shovel. He was doing it absent-mindedly, a little dazed and uneasy.

He hadn’t expected Wang Wanwan to actually have the ability, to be so eloquent, that she had successfully made a good impression on Shu He.

Was this what a university student was like? So good at dealing with people, at coaxing people. And yet, whenever Shu He saw him, Wang Zhi, he would just walk away—

Just like now.

Wang Zhi’s eyes fixed. He never expected to be so lucky as to run into Shu He alone. He instantly quickened his pace and blocked his way.

The red envelope in Shu He’s hand was very conspicuous. Wang Zhi saw it at a glance. He paused, his expression a little strange as he said, “Young Master, this red envelope isn’t for Wang Wanwan, is it?”

“So what if it is?” Shu He puffed out his cheeks slightly. “Don’t block my way.”

“What’s so good about Wang Wanwan?” Wang Zhi was full of sourness. “Oh, it seems Xu Nongqing isn’t in your eyes either. I saw you two sticking together every day a while ago, I thought it was all settled.”

Shu He was about to walk around him.

Hearing this, he instinctively stopped and tilted his head at Wang Zhi, looking at him with hesitation. “What’s settled?”

Wang Zhi stared at Shu He.

The boy in front of him looked at him blankly, genuinely not knowing what he was talking about.

After a few seconds of silence, Wang Zhi’s mind raced. Finally, with the intention of making Shu He dislike Xu Nongqing, he deliberately said, “You don’t know? Xu Nongqing, he, he likes you.”

Actually, Wang Zhi himself wasn’t sure.

In this era, homosexuality was too shocking.

He had his own secrets, so he thought Xu Nongqing was the same. Otherwise, how could Xu Nongqing, with his detached and reclusive personality, let Shu He stay at his place?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi’s eyes flickered, and he continued, “Do you know what ‘like’ means? Young Master Shu, ‘like’ means he wants to make you his wife.”